We're more than lovers
More than brothers
More than humans
More than friends
Kids with dreams unfulfilled
When childhood hasn't ended
Toys in the attic aren't mended
Fairy tales are to be written
Bikes ridden and fruits bitten
Stories told, secrets unfold
Hands held, mouths kissed
All our favorite scents missed
Gonna always sail together
While our boats make good weather
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